Chapter 18 - Bertha Begs For Mercy At Baldric’s Office Door
Three days later, a disheveled Bertha managed to bypass security at the Madison Avenue headquarters using old contacts.
She threw herself against the frosted glass doors of Baldric’s executive office, sobbing hysterically as guards tried to pull her away.
“Baldric! Please, you have to listen to me! I’m an old woman! Have mercy!” she screamed through the glass.
Baldric pushed open his office door, stepping out into the hallway with the calm, terrifying presence of an executioner.
He looked down at her with cold indifference, showing not an ounce of pity for her ruined state.
“You showed my daughter no mercy when she cried out in pain on your marble floor, Bertha,” Baldric reminded her softly.
“We can make a deal! I’ll sign over whatever is left of our family name!” she wept, clutching at his trousers.
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“Your family name is nothing more than a bad memory, Bertha. Get off my floor before I have you arrested for trespassing,” Baldric ordered.
Security guards grabbed her arms, dragging her away toward the elevators as her desperate wails echoed down the hall.
